I am feeling a bit somber, slightly disheveled and increasingly philosophical.
I have things I run to when I am hurting, sad or annoyed and angry; music, art, writing and of course people like you.
I was asked this week, ‘Are you afraid of success?’ Inside, I laughed like a hyena, my skin on the outside felt the breeze of a silly question and my heart wanted to pounce like a tigress.
Mostly overwhelmed by the question, but not in the way you would think.
You see, my brain is so temperature-controlled at this point that a nuclear bomb couldn’t program me to think any differently about success than I already do. I already know my answer inside and out. It is because I have a really solid grip on the difference between megalomania and peasantry.
I am not thrilled about either, really.
‘But Karen, you have never tasted true success to know how you would react to it.’ That is, technically true. I wasn’t lifted up from homelessness into a studio and then had a number one hit on the radio. Isn’t that how the path is supposed to go in order to be an authority on the subject?
The statement is actually only true according to society’s version of success. You see, I attained my level of success the day I quit caring what others thought of my art. I grew wings, I took flight and I soared into a place where… I was smacked down and humbled. It was there that I found ‘peace’ and I equate peace to true success.
I sincerely find the topic overwhelming only because it is a distracting conversation I have to navigate through with the person who is trying to figure me out…the anomaly that I am. Ha!
The topic of success is a time stealer, it’s irrelevant and takes me off my game. The TOPIC. You see? I would much rather be asked why I would make the best friend of my 9 yr old Savant character a homeless Organ Grinder from NY.
Now THAT is a topic worth discussing. ;)
“Strive not to be a success, but rather to be of value.” ~Albert Einstein